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lirik lagu mloose (bg) & drill szn - mloose x drill szn

[intro]
all my bgs in jail, for gun crimes and other stuff
i’m the reason why the ops ain’t pulling up
hang out the car i see something from afar
who are them yutes with hoodies up
last time i saw my man i try cut him up
neck shot chest shot belly shot tummy tuck

[verse]
he ain’t holding his face coz the sun’s in his eyes he’s holding his face coz of us (coz of us)
tear through my man’s t~shirt put it in reverse one eighty turn and dust (man cuttings)
don’t make me see no slaps of them in the park yo i’ll pull up outside the club (i am)
i don’t want to hear no chat from [?] and [?] i put him on the end up of the bruck (brucky)
n0body on earth can g check man i’ll screw up my face and squeeze on a mash (squeeze it)
eight man bled and they’re all main members how can they yutes try talk on my batch (how)
[?] fired at me so i fired it back and his friend got slapped (slapped him)
two man run in the shop but the gate was closed at the back, trapped
‘nough man from the other side been injured legs stay high when i jump out dingers
you ain’t slapped at a man doing hurdles now you got gp all on your fingers (i have)
i’m looking at paigons insta’s tryna see what faces are in pictures
[?] my street like i swear that’s my man blade in my right hand swing it and itch him (swing it)
why do they still talk like they out on roads
all of my ops been cheffed and smoked i tore through [?] chest with a zk curled in a pooled of blood and choked (curl him)
i chinged out the [?] melon he tried drive off i weren’t letting him go
we don’t even know the yute was rid, but i still cheffed him tho (i did)
i’ll do this drill like jamacian mum’s and slap this kid infront of his friends (ha)
fill up my gun with 9mms put the mash to my eyes and circle the ends
don’t give me no l!ck there’s bells in the bl!ck go fill up forensic tents (i’ll fill it)
they took ad coz they know how he stepped anything that lacked got slapped or cheffed (cheffed)
not one man can tell me about gliding coz we been gliding ‘nough, (plenty)
pepper the block with acps if you ain’t shot man and you talk too much (chatting)
really outside with bells in the pipe tryna turn a paigon mush, (all mushy)
everything crash when four~door stopped if you heard that it ran then it weren’t as such (it wasn’t)
ad try slap man hit a [?]
well known in my city, feds jump out they’re screaming my gov
too [?] he can’t see sh~t but the way it was fate woulda know who it was
i don’t care if bro’s got shoes if i’m barefoot i’m bringing my gun
two man step with trigs just run
you don’t want to run but he’s got no choice, buss on my block (no choice)
man can’t tell me sh~t i’m the voice (fax)
my shootings and chingings wicked six years straight i’ve been making noise (noises)
till i shoot that didn’t wanna hear it came to my block got slapped with the, came to my block got slapped with the (gunshot)
if i talk about all of the things i’ve done i’ll probably go jail for the rest of my life (true)
don’t bother curl you hand to a [?] you’ll end up with a scar for the rest of your life (true)
on the first one got half of the blade, swung it again got the rest of the knife
i love when a brave ones bravery runs out then he try catch up the rest of his guys
i put the b in black gang wind down the window aim and hang
if you ad run for your life if he swings his knife he’ll take away your man (yes)
see them on street no chat does bang whole block get lock when i squeeze through my hand (yes)
three car convoy two car one toy window down and we jump out gang (ugh)

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